Nameless Apocalypse

I knew a long time ago that one day I would be separated from them, but I didn't expect it to be this way.

It's really... so embarrassing... Anyway, I should have brought it up myself, really!

"Hey~! Are you still sad? Cute little cat~!" A carefree voice sounded.

"Don't worry, my recovery ability is very strong!" I quickly rubbed my stiff cheeks, and I smiled, "Thank you, Uncle Shamar!"

"Hey! That's too hurtful to be called that, Xiao Mingming~!"

"Please address me normally, thank you!"

In order to repay Shamar for saving my life, I followed him for a while.

Of course, please don’t get it wrong, I’m just a pure apprentice plus an assistant, although...

"Uncle, the family of one of your girlfriends is here..." I said angrily, rubbing the veins on my forehead.

"Tsk, here we go again." Shamar, who was reading H magazine, made a dissatisfied voice.

"Tsk, you're tall! Uncle, how much love debt do you owe!?" I think I'm not good at meeting people, this uncle's skill in riding N boats is too high!No centipede can compare to him!

Until one month later, when Shamar was wanted for seducing the princess of a certain country, I finally made up my mind to kick him to find my own way out. There is absolutely no future for following this person!

"Finally decided to leave?" Shamar just came back from a bar, his body was full of alcohol and perfume, and the parting feelings I had just brewed were swept away.

"Yeah! Before the next meeting, uncle, don't die on the woman's bed!" I half-opened my eyes and lashed out at him.

"Are you thinking about it?" Shamar suddenly became serious and asked with deep meaning.

"Well..." I replied sullenly, "Actually, it's really a good thing for me that he did that..."

"Oh? Then you plan to leave like this?"

"That's natural. I'm indeed a burden to them. It would be much better for them if I leave." Pulling my ponytail, I considered whether to cut my hair myself.

"Where are you going?" Shamar returned to his previous idle look, which made me really want to slap him.

"I don't want to tell you and let you harass me... Shamar, thank you for taking care of me these days, bye!"

"Ah, how heartless~! Little Mingming, how about a farewell kiss~! Kiss..."

"Go as far as you can! Don't let my little gratitude to you turn into disgust, uncle pervert!"

Who are these people really... I put my backpack on, walked out the door, and took a deep breath of the fresh morning air.

I figured it out.

Muku must have found that I am tired of that kind of life. People with different opinions really shouldn't be kept. It's good that I didn't kill me.

As the saying goes, different ways do not conspire with each other.Their goal is to destroy the Mafia, and I just hate the Mafia, not even hate.

I really don't have the qualifications to stand with them like this.

Thinking of this makes me feel chest tight.

I wanted to say goodbye to them, but I couldn't find their whereabouts anywhere.

Hastily boarding the boat to China, I took one last look at the land.

It's really a beautiful land, and I've been through a lot and met all kinds of people.

I like Xiaomu very much, even though he used me, even though he has a tendency to be a second-year-old and seems to be a sociopath, even though he may not care about me at all... Uh, it seems a bit sad to think so, let's stop; I I like Chizuwa and Dog very much, although I didn’t get to meet them for the last time, although they may think that I’m holding back and want me to leave; I like Shamar very much, although he is an out-and-out uncle and sometimes very annoying, During my apprenticeship, I didn't call me any medical knowledge, but a bunch of messy pickup skills that made me snort.

But they were important people to me, even if the motives may not have been so pure in the first place.

i. t. a. l. y. (Italy)

I trust and love you. (I believe in you and love you)

Shamar said that that special bullet was indeed fatal to me.

I thought I would die like that, but Xiao Mu rushed out to block the fatal shot for me, which made my brain congest instantly, and made me decide to admit that child at that moment.

Xiaokuo, I believe in you, so I don't believe what you say.

So, the next time you meet, don't put on that stinky face you have when you face strangers.

Although, I don't think I'll be coming here again.

I quickened my pace.

It's raining...

69

Liu Daoku remembered that when she saw Wu Ming for the first time, she was thrown in.With all the children around her, her obviously older age and oriental appearance are very abrupt.

But she looked very embarrassed. He saw the injury on her foot sharply, and her hamstring was broken. It is estimated that this person is useless, and will be disposed of by those people in a few days.

But unexpectedly, this person is among them, and he seems to be quite popular with those little kids.In fact, this skeleton can also understand.The woman was not a threat, she was an experimental subject like them, and she seemed unable to speak. Under the pressure of the increasingly cruel human experiments, the group of children were of course eager to have someone who could talk.

They are still too naive.Mukuro watched coldly from the side every time.How did they decide that it wasn't someone from the family who let it go on purpose?How do you know it's not a trap?

However, later events proved him wrong.

One day, the woman came over anxiously, as if she wanted to say something to him, but he couldn't understand, so he replied, "I don't know."

After a long time, he heard her first words, a little hoarse, but clearly.

"What happened to the kid who didn't come back?"

which?Mukuro frowned, but for those who didn't come back...the fate is obvious.So he replied lightly:

"I don't know. Generally speaking, it should be that you can't bear the experiment and die."

She looked shocked and seemed a little sad.He retracted his doubts about her before, this person is more naive than the experimental subjects here.

"What's the boy's name?"

"do not know."

"So, what's your name?"

Mukuro was a little surprised by this question, and also felt a little impatient.Why does this person talk so much?

He stared at her for a while, but didn't see any movement from her, so he slowly opened his mouth and told her his name: "Liu Dao Mu."

Anyway, it's the same whether you know it or not.Send this man away quickly.

"Xiaoku? My name is Wu Ming."

"Strange name." He left such a comment before walking away on his own.

After that, it was when Wu Ming was taken away.

At that time, Mukuro knew about the experiments on this person.It seemed to be an experiment with a very high mortality rate, none of the previous dozen or so subjects survived.I don't know whether to say she was lucky or unlucky, but she just happened to be the right one.Seeing that she was able to walk, she knew that the experiment was a success.

Just like myself... Mukuro caressed his right eye and let out a silent laugh.

When Wu Ming was taken away, he just watched from the sidelines.

It seems that she has succeeded in capturing people's hearts, and many people are worried about her.But he just stood there quietly watching.

He didn't care what would happen to her, what he cared about was something else.

In the laboratory, he stabs deep into each other's stomach with a trident.Blood splashed on his face, he didn't have any expression, and he couldn't say that he was excited.Just repeating the action numbly, watching those people kill each other indifferently.

The mafia is really not desirable.So, go away.

Thinking of this, looking at the corpses all over the ground, his mood suddenly became happier.

Yes, this dark world is not desirable, the mafia or something, destroy them all.

He turned his head and saw Wu Ming who was in a daze and the two people behind her who looked wary, and smiled faintly: "Do you want to come together?"

He sent an invitation, and all three of them accepted.

What will happen next?In fact, he didn't know either.

The way to escape seemed not as difficult as he had imagined, and the four survived successfully.

Moreover, it seems that it is not that difficult to win people's hearts. He relied on Apple to eliminate the wariness of Quan and Qianzhong.As for Wu Ming... Liu Daoku felt that she hadn't been wary of such things from the beginning, and it was because she had grown up for so many years, and she was too naive.Not a bad thing for him though.

Although Wu Ming played a significant role in the escape, he hated Wu Ming.

He hated her always optimistic view, hated her smiling and saying innocent words like "There will always be a way", hated her always looking at the three of them with concern, and the most annoying thing was that she violated his goal those words.

"Xiao Mu, I love you the most! So... stop making trouble, can you?"

"Wu Ming, I want to eliminate all mafia."

He didn't make trouble, he was just executing his plan and accomplishing his goal.

So, please don't get in his way.Otherwise, even if it's you, he doesn't mind getting rid of it.

He couldn't figure it out, she was also subjected to such a cruel experiment by the mafia, why she didn't respond?Why is it against him?Why can't you understand him?

He watched Wu Ming occasionally look into the distance, and the loneliness in his eyes flashed past.For a moment, he seemed to understand something.

Liu Daoku understands the importance of Wu Ming to Quan and Qianzhong, and also understands that Wu Ming disapproves of his actions. Sooner or later, this contradiction will erupt.So he decided to mention